remember to pull away the coverings

As I get older, I find I get more and more disagreeably solitary; In fact I foresee the day when I shall have gone too far into myself that there will no longer be anything to be seen of me at all. Will you, please, remember to pull away the coverings from time to time? Or I shall get quite lost.

Vita Sackville-West numa carta a Virginia Woolf (via)

quem canta seus mal espanta.

e diz que agora para além de cantar também danço, o que tem resultado num bom antidepressivo.

fica aqui um pequeno memo com as minhas fontes de inspiração.

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I knew something was wrong

the day I tried to pick up a
small piece of sunlight
and it slithered through my fingers,
not wanting to take shape.
Everything else stayed the same—
the chairs and the carpet
and all the corners
where the waiting continued.

by Dorothea Grossman (via)

cassavetes at work

já disse que adoro este homem? I shall say it again.

I won't call my work entertainment. It's exploring. It's asking questions of people, constantly. How much do you feel? How much do you know? Are you aware of this? Can you cope with this? A good movie will ask you questions you don't already know the answers to. Film is an investigation of our lives. What we are. What our responsibilities in life are - if any. What we are looking for. Why would I want to make a film about something I already understand? People have said that my films are very difficult to watch, that they're experiences you are put through rather than ones you enjoy, and it's true.

(foto via criterion)

das músicas orgásmicas.

acho que já ouvi esta música umas 30 vezes ontem à noite.
e retomei hoje a maratona.

Ingenue by Atoms for Peace

and it's live

(aconselho a que vejam o vídeo em fullcreen)

Monica Gabriel is a Portuguese artist who did a very simple and touching video of my song "Unbedingt" ("The Boy who cried wolf"). A sort of Haïku, where a single tear is more powerful than any other word.

*thank you for your kind words Fred
**damn it, I misspelled the name of the song at the end...